[Verse 1: Giggs]
Time to get that profit all in
Won't rest 'til all my niggas rocket ballin'
I don't even think I stopped this mornin'
I'm that nigga that usually gets them what's-it-calleds in
I'll talk, when it's time to get that shoppin' sorted
Oh, this Armani blazer, bitch I got imported
Yeah I like that whip
Because I'm on the bands, only reason I ain't dropped that forty
Hot chicks see me on the street and they stop and call me
Want me to get my willy out so they can toss it for me
Got 'em goin' topless for me
When she pop it for me, really got me horny
Record label contract, my lawyers got it for me
Dotted all the I's and the T's, can you cross 'em for me?
You can try and put your crosses on me
I don't watch hate, I got shooters that'll watch it for me

[Verse 2: Professor Green]
I'm heavy, I'm colder
Better me? No sir
I could tear apart MC's, but I'd rather read
A book on childcare by Kerry Katona
No niceness, I ran out of it, dumb it down a bit
Ain't somethin' I'm prepared to do
Well I ain't ever gonna run out of lip
Here's somethin' I prepared for you
I tried to relax
But being spaced it inspires me back
When will I be nice to Katie Price?
The day I see a cage fighter in drag, ah
I don't want a tomorrow without friction
Jump into beef both feet first
And make pros eat their words
And sit and watch 'em swallow their own dic-tion
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